Stealth Love | A Kim Namjoon POV Story

Chapter 17: Candor

Namjoon's POV

I was silently watching Soohee while sleeping. I woke up early eventhough we finished making love late. We just can't get enough of each other.

I caressed her face gently. Everyday, the feelings I have for her gets stronger and stronger. She told me to take things slow but things just unfold the way they did. That includes what I feel towards her. And I just realized how much I care for her. That I love her and I want her to be with me for the rest of my life. 

It's not because we have a son. I knew I loved her the moment I laid eyes on her. The reason why I haven't been interested with other girls. The reason I kept on searching for her. 

And I want to do the right thing. I've been thinking about this lately.  I knew I have to marry her. I have to before I enlist. 

I stopped mulling over on how to tell her I love her when my phone started to ring. I checked who's calling and it was Junseo. Wow, this kiddo!

"Good morning, buddy!" I said as soon as I answered the call. I gently moved Soohee so I can go down the bed. I don't want to wake her up just yet. "Did you just wake up?"

"Yes, daddy. And you and mommy were not here." He said, pouting.

"I'm sorry, bud. We didn't want to wake you up. Eat your breakfast, okay?"

"Who are you talking to?" Soohee suddenly asked. I didn't notice that she woke up already. I turned around and showed her my phone.

"It's Junseo. Buddy, say good morning to your mommy." I told our son.

We spent a good few minutes reassuring him that we will pick him up later and ended the call.

I stood up and reached for Soohee to give her a kiss. "Good morning, yeobo. Let's get ready for our date!"

"Where are we going?" She asked as she clung onto me. 

"The museum." I answered. She immediately removed her arms around me.

"Seriously?" I chuckled at her reaction.

"Yeobo, I don't think I can think straight when you're in front of me, naked." I wriggled my eyebrows at her.

"Stop, Namjoon! We just literally spent the whole night having sex. Give me a break." She reached for the comforter and put it around her.

"Hey, what 'sex'? Yeobo, be careful with your words. What we did was making love!" I protested.

"What's the difference? It's the same act!" She answered back. I looked at her in disbelief and she bursted into laughter. 

"I can't believe I'm hearing this from you!" I shook my head.

"Why?" 

"I don't want to argue, Soohee. Every single time we do it, it's called making love. Okay? Got it?"

"Whatever!" She rolled her eyes. I could tell she's just playing around but it's still annoying.

"Aish! Just go and get ready. I'll make us coffee." I told her. 

She chuckled before she went to the bathroom. 

Ugh, where should we go? I really cannot think of a place beside the museum. I realized I'm not that romantic. 

I fished out my phone and started searching of a cool place we could go to and my attention was easily caught by the DMZ tour. I know how close to home it gets but I'm actually curious. It might be the perfect prelude to what I would want to happen to us.